Category Archives: Poetry, THE LINGAYAT OF SHIVASTUS SOLOMONICUS

The Abyss Hath stared back into me. Like Oedipus I want to pluck my eyes from my skull, never to see again. I have seen inside this infernal machine, I understand its diabolical machinations. I know its design, its function, its purpose.

The Cross that I bare, The burden of understanding, The guilt of this Forbidden Knowledge. Knowing is a crime, comprehending the insanity, I cannot tell the cogs and if I did they couldn’t understand and wouldn’t believe me. The scope is too grand, the unmasking of the Architect whose hidden hand contrived this Master Plan.

The madness of the Human Condition is infuriating, to know the future and not be able to affect it, to change it. To see the conclusion and be impotent to avoid it. To undo the error of the beginning. The nature of this Juggernaut itself must change. Every sprocket, every gear, transformed, every function perfected, in order for the beast to transcend. Behemoth to Revelation, Abomination to perfection, a Herculean task to be sure…

It is unlawful to bring light into this world and I am the most wanted criminal. A world hostile to reason, deaf to logic, blind to wisdom, and incapable of understanding. Whore ship these false idols of Ego, Money, and a Life of ease devoid of substance, clean on the outside but polluted and putrid on the inside.